Chapter 89

Sunday evening.

Calliope was heading to the family manor with Silas. She wore a long, white sweater, layered with a coat. Her long hair was partially pinned up with a clip, cascading like a waterfall down her back. When she was quiet, she was truly striking.

Calliope walked arm-in-arm with Silas into the grand hall of the manor, which was already bustling with people. The moment they spotted the couple, they were all captivated by their presence.

A perfect pair, everyone thought.

"Silas, Callie, you are here!" someone called out warmly, greeting them both.

Silas nodded slightly to everyone in acknowledgment and led Calliope to the sofa. "Make some room for Callie."

Dahlia immediately shuffled over, giving Calliope a playful nod. "Aunt Callie, have a seat!"

Calliope with a

on the other side, Calista scooted over as well. "Uncle Silas, there's room for

everyone chatting about? Could it be about Gideon's

raised an eyebrow but remained silent, glancing over

eyes widened with curiosity. "Fleur, is there something we should know? You only have one son,

up even before

sour. "Calliope, what nonsense

married." Calliope feigned innocence and continued, "He hasn't told you all yet? I

at Gideon, who was glaring darkly. "Gideon, marriage is a big deal. Your parents should be in the loop. Oh, does Fleur disapprove of

Yvette's background isn't exactly stellar, perhaps not up to the family's standards. I mean,

turned to Fleur. "Honestly, Fleur, if Gideon likes her, don't pressure him.

mother-in-law, and

Gideon snapped, his voice low. "Would

wife?" Silas, who had been sipping his coffee leisurely,

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